ma! gingermon! // frosted gingerbread cookies

24 December 2017

I am not a cookie decorator. I love making regular cookies but anything that requires more than scooping and baking is beyond me. I don’t care for hand cramps and I’m pretty darn lazy when it comes right down to it.

But every Christmas I get suckered into making gingerbread and sugar cookies, no matter how hard I try to get out of it. And secretly, making my kids happy with massive amounts of sugar is kind of my MO so I’m not all that sad about it. But don’t tell anyone. Ever. I’ll continue to whine about this for forever.

Saurus: Mama! We didn’t make the cookies shaped like little guys with the buttons.Me: Gingerbread. And yes we did.Saurus: No. There were no little men cookies with the frosting.Me: Well, I made gingerbread, just not in shapes.Saurus: We need the man shapes! Can we please do that, Mom?Me: Shoot. I was hoping you wouldn’t notice.Saurus: Please, Mom?Me: Okay. But just because it’s Christmas and I love you. But you have to help.Saurus: Yes ma’am! I will! I’ll be so wary [very] helpful!Me: Okay, we need ginger, cinnamon, and cloves. Remember that and then repeat it to me when I’m in the pantry.Saurus: Okay, Mom!Me: Alright, what was the list?Saurus: Ummm….gingermon, cinna…, joves, and….I forget.Husband: Ma! Gingermon! Just get the gingermon!Saurus: And I want the in-jah [ninja] ones! The ones like this! [proceeds to in-jah his way around the kitchen, demonstrating the moves from the cookie cutters.]

And that is how I wound up making another batch of gingerbread. And decorating 98% of them. Because the toddler attention span for cookie decorating usually lasts 2.3 sugar cookies. (You can read about that in the last post). Good thing these cookies are delicious. Santa loves them, which means I’ll keep making them.